Frey looked at Jameson, as if telepathically asking for mercy, but Jameson smiled: "Who wants to bet? My money is on Doevm." The complaints turned to laughter. "I'm serious! Twenty coppers on Doevm, who wants to challenge me? It's easy money, right? Or do you want to bet power stones?" He went around with a sheet of paper and took down everyone's bets.
A Bored Lich
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